The Best Pair of Legs in the World

She smiled, "No, it's nice. You can do whatever you want."

"Do you wanna do it like them?" he suggested.

"Okay." she said rolling off on the couch to the side.

Paul waited for her to get comfortable and then moved between her open thighs, he gazed down at her large lips, they were long and thick, the outer ones darker in colour than the pink inner lips. He lowered his face deeply between her large lips which felt warm and wet against his cheeks. His tongue probing even deeper inside before moving up to her clitoris, it was large and bulbous, and easy to lick. He sucked it between his teeth and she jumped as his tongue flicked over it. Her juices ran freely over his face as he tweaked her clitoris with vigour.

While Petra was enjoying having her pussy licked, having it done by a complete stranger made her feel a little uncomfortable, and she knew that a usually obtainable orgasm wasn't going to happen. Her hands reached for his face and eased it reluctantly out of her pussy.

"That's enough of that, I wanna fuck some more." she said.

She reached down for his cock and again slipped towards her pussy. She frowned as he pushed deep inside her and began to move with long slow strokes.

"Bloody hell." she exclaimed and then laughed. "You've got one nice cock, I'm not gonna be able to walk straight after this."

Paul eased her knees back up to her chest; Petra placed her hands around her thighs to keep them in place as his hands explored her breasts. For the next few minutes they took the time to enjoy each others bodies while watching Strev and Alana going hard at it close by. Still kneeling between her thighs, Strev was hammering into her, the slapping of their bodies audible for all to hear.

"You're gonna wear me out too quick." Petra commented after a while. "How about a little oral?"

Paul eased himself out of her pussy and they swapped places, she examined his cock closely, her fingers gently teasing the shaft as she eased it towards her opening lips. Paul winced as she sucked his knob and then slipped her tongue into the eye; she then removed it from her mouth and rubbed the shaft over her face. She returned the cock to her mouth and suckled on the knob, then unexpectedly gave six fast hard strokes with her hand and then stopped. Again Paul winced in surprise and then he grinned. Petra's erratic style was causing Paul some anxiety, but then she settled down and began systematically sucking and stroking his cock. Every now and then, she could feel him nearing an orgasm, but each time removed her mouth and slipped her hand further down the shaft to minimise his stimulation. Then she would start all over again.

Alana's voice interrupted them, "Hey Petra, can I have my man back now?"

"He's all yours." she replied after removing her mouth from his cock and rolled away across the carpet.

Paul lay back in all his splendour as the girls swapped lovers, Alana threw herself astride him pinning his cock against his chest. She kissed him at the same time rubbing her warm pussy lips over his shaft. Reaching down, she then slipped his cock inside her and worked her way down on it, her tightness again reminding him of the differences between the two girls. She broke the kiss and leaned forward placing her mouth close to his ear.

"So champ, how was she?" she whispered.

Great, and nice big tits to play with."

"But you told me that you don't like big tits. Not trying to make me jealous are you?" she joked.

"Hell, no. Your pussy's much tighter."

Alana laughed, "That makes me feel much better. Anyway, you're a better fuck than Strev, just thought you might wanna know."

"Thanks, I'll tell him that next time he insults me."

She laughed again, "Just make sure I'm not around."

Alana leaned into him and hugged him tight, she moved up and down slowly on his shaft. They kissed passionately as they enjoyed each other; they fondled and caressed time away, sometimes watching Strev and Petra. Then Alana leaned back and twisted Paul's nipples to get his attention.

"I just feel in the mood for a big fat orgasm. How about you give me a good licking, and then I'll let you cum in my mouth. Is that a deal or what? "

Paul pretended to think about it and then gave a weary nod; Alana gave his nipples a good squeeze for the intended insult as she slipped backwards allowing his cock to spring free. He grinned and rubbed his nipples fiercely to help rid himself of the pain. They swapped places and Paul waited as Alana positioned her buttocks on the edge of the couch and leaned backwards before opening her thighs for him. Her pussy was red, sopping and gapping as his tongue slipped up her thigh. His mouth settled upon her lips, and then vengefully took them between his teeth and applied pressure. Alana's eyes opened wide in fearful anticipation as she realised that this was revenge for twisting his nipples.

She clasped her hands as if in prayer, "No, no. I'm sorry, I promise to be good. Please don't bite."

Paul maintained his grip on her lips as he stared up at her face, then slowly released his grip and slide his tongue over her clit. Her relief was plain to see as she grinned and shook a fist at him. He began to work on her and she slowly closed her eyes once she felt that he could be trusted. For the next few minutes, Paul suckled on her pussy as his hands explored her thighs.

From her vantage point on the couch close by, Petra watched with great interest as Paul licked Alana's pussy. With her legs spread wide, Petra could clearly see Paul's tongue sliding up and down Alana's lips, and how he would linger around her clitoris. For the past few years, Petra had sometimes fantasised about licking another woman's pussy, other times she had almost been almost ashamed of her bi-sexual thoughts. She wasn't interested in a full sexual experience with the same sex; it was just the oral sex thing that interested her. Petra loved having her pussy licked and sucked and it gave her pleasure like nothing else, and she wondered what it was like to be giving rather than receiving. She would never have considered going to bed with another woman on a one on one basis, but here was an opportunity that she might never have again. Her brain was confused, part of it wanted desperately to slip her tongue between those beautiful lips, the other part warning her against it. But as the minutes ticked past, she was more and more tempted, and in the end her curiosity got the better of her.

"Hey Alana, would you mind if I gave you a licking?" she asked.

It took a second or two for the question to sink into Alana's brain.

She turned and looked over at Petra, "What?"

"I've always wanted to lick a pussy, would you mind if I took Paul's place, just for a minute or two?" Petra asked. "You don't have to do it to me."

Alana stared at Petra, still a little confused by the question and Paul's attention on her pussy, "Shit, I dunno." she replied after a few seconds. "Never had a woman do it to me."

"Go on Alana." Strev said. "Let her have a little turn."

For the first time that night, Alana had begun to lose control of the situation. She wasn't all that apposed to the idea, but it had come as quite a shock. How would it feel to have a woman licking her pussy instead of a man, would she be repulsed or would she like it?

Paul lifted his head from between her thighs, "Go on Alana, what's the harm. Let her try it."

Alana sighed with resignation, "Okay, but just for a minute."

Paul moved away and made way for Petra who manoeuvred herself between Alana's thighs. She ran her hands up Alana's smooth legs and over her pussy; then kissed her way up her left thigh. Alana watched as Petra's head closed on her pussy, she leaned back and closed her eyes and jumped involuntarily as a warm tongue found her clitoris.

At first, Petra gingerly explored the warm wetness, her tongue darting over her lips and between them. She savoured the taste and realised it differed from her own. As Petra grew more confident, she slipped her face into Alana's pussy; she sucked on the smooth lips and explored her opening as deeply as she could. She then moved upwards to her clitoris and sucked it just how she liked her own sucked. She took great satisfaction when Alana began to move with her and her juices began to flow more readily.

As the seconds ticked by, Alana relaxed as Petra worked on her. It felt good, she told herself, a woman's soft and smooth skin around the mouth different from the usual raw stubble of a male. It was gentler and almost more thoughtful than she had ever experienced before.

"It's nice, real nice." Alana murmured after a while. "You sure you haven't done this before?"

Petra lifted her head briefly, "Nope. Do you want me to stop?"

Alana shook her head, "Nah, you can keep going for a while if you want."

Strev watching close by; was greatly aroused at Petra and Alana antics. Unable to contain himself any longer, he moved behind Petra's raised buttocks and slipped his cock slowly into Petra, she whimpered briefly as he moved in and out of her with long slow strokes. Alana sensing the change in movement opened her eyes to find Strev assaulting Petra. She looked over at Paul sitting on the arm of the couch, flicking her tongue at him; she beckoned him closer and soon had his cock between her lips. For the next few minutes, the four lovers enjoyed each other in a way never experienced before.

Petra eventually broke the foursome by getting to her feet, slipping away from both Strev and Alana. She turned and took Strev by the hand and led him back to their couch, she lay spread legged and waited for him to mount her. Paul gazed over at Alana who beckoned him closer.

"Back over here, jobs only half done." she instructed.

Paul obliged and knelt once again between her open thighs; Alana closed her eyes as pleasure began to ooze through her body. For a while she lay still as his tongue explored her clitoris and below, her arousal picked up when a finger and then a second was inserted inside her. She lifted her buttocks high off the couch as a third was inserted. Her clitoris was then sucked deep into Paul's mouth, and a tongue flickered across the tip.

"Ohhhhh fuck." Alana whimpered after a few seconds. "Holy fuck, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum."

It happened all of a sudden, her body shuddered violently as her orgasm overwhelmed her, a gushing of her juices sprouted from her covering his face, chest and shoulders, some reaching the floor.

"Fuuuuuck." Alana moaned loudly and seconds later laughed as she relaxed.

A surprised Paul looked around for the closest thing to clean himself with, he found Alana's discarded top and wiped his face and chest. Then he sat back and gazed at her ravaged pussy. It was wet and red, her inner lips ajar and her opening gapping, the curls above soggy and flattened

"Sorry about that." Alana apologised half a minute later. "But that was one hell of an orgasm. Your turn now, get up here and I'll fix you up."

Alana soon had her lips around Paul's cock, her fingernails gently stroking the shaft; she looked up and smiled into his half closed eyes. Sensing a movement beside her, she turned and found Petra watching her over the arm of the couch.

"I'm glad you didn't cum all over me." Petra commented. "Wasn't expecting to see that happen."

Alana removed her mouth from Paul's cock and looked over at Petra, "An occupational hazard with me. Sometimes it's not much, but when I cum good, it's like this."

"I'm different." Petra replied. "I just have lots of little ones."

Alana grinned mischievously at Petra and waved Paul's hard cock at her, "Wanna help me with this?"

"Sure." she replied and moved closer.

Paul looked down as the two girls worked on his cock, each sucking him for a few seconds before offering his hardness to the other. Then one would suckle on his knob while the other used her tongue on the shaft, the warm wetness of their mouths close to heavenly.

"How's that feel?" Alana asked Paul.

He laughed, "Fucking fantastic; sure could get used to this sort of treatment."

"Why aren't I surprised?" she replied before slipping her mouth onto his cock.

For the next minute or so, the girls picked up the pace, and while Paul wanted it to last he knew he was fast running out of time. With Petra sucking eagerly on his knob, Alana's hand moved faster and faster on his shiny and slippery shaft. Paul soon began to tremble in anticipation.

"Get ready." Alana warned her accomplice. "He shoots lots, so be careful."

Petra raised her mouth and flicked her tongue over the eye of Paul's cock, her thumb and forefinger stretched around the glands near the head and stroked vigorously in time with Alana's hand below. Paul was shaking in pre-orgasmic splendour when Petra's grip under the head of his cock tightened fiercely just as he was about to ejaculate. He moaned in frustration and agony as his ejaculation was halted. His buttocks rose high off the couch as his cock attempted to spasm for the second time, this time Petra released her grip allowing the ejaculation.

"Aaaahhhh, fucking hell." he moaned as his cum shot high over his shoulder landing on the back of the couch.

Petra shifted her aim and the second shot hit high on the chest. The girls smiled as they gazed up at Paul's twisted face, his cum firing lesser amounts and a shorter distance with each spasm.

"Fuck, what are you trying to do to me?" he asked as his got his emotions back together.

"I just love doing that." Petra said to Alana while wiping her cum filled hand through his pubic hair. "It near kills them every time. You have to admit it made your orgasm more intense." she directed at Paul.

Paul shook his head in disbelief and looked over at Alana who grinned and shrugged her shoulders.

"Don't look at me; I had nothing to do with it."

"Hey girls, do I get a turn?" Strev asked.

They looked over at him and found him sitting on the edge of the adjacent couch slowly stroking his erect cock.

"Nah." Alana replied. "You're doing such a good job over there; you might as well finish it."

"Just joking." Alana added after Strev pulled a face.

The girls moved over to Strev and set about giving him the same treatment. As his orgasm neared, Alana worked the head while Petra worked the shaft. Alana intended to delay Strev's orgasm just as Petra did to Paul but at the last moment, couldn't bring herself to actually do it. Instead, she raised her face and allowed him to cum over her chin and neck. Afterwards, Strev smiled down in knowing appreciation of being let off the hook.

"Chicken." Petra accused her shortly after as she cleaned her cum covered hand on Alana's top.

Alana just grinned.

The four of them sat on the floor in front of the fire drinking cold beers. Alana cuddled into Paul as Petra with Strev; they were comfortable with their nudity and spoke freely about the experience. There were no regrets and all agreed it was something that they would never forget. After a while, Strev and Petra departed for bed leaving Paul and Alana alone. As the fire died down, Alana lay face down on the carpet near the fire. Paul again marvelled at her curves, her smooth skin glowed with perspiration. He knelt beside her and peppered her with light kisses and listened to her purr in appreciation. She rolled onto her back and gazed up at him, reaching out she pulled him down beside her and snuggled into him.

"No regrets?" she asked after a while.

"None. You?"

"Nah, it was good and dirty." she replied.

When the fire eventually died down and the room cooled, they too headed for the bedroom.

For the next few days, everything returned to normal with the exception of the knowing smiles and furtive glances. On the Wednesday night, Strev arrived home alone and joined Paul and Alana by the fire and watching TV. The conversation turned to sex and Strev suggested a threesome. To both Paul's and Strev's surprise, Alana declined suggesting it wasn't a good idea. Later in bed, Alana explained her feelings. While she enjoyed the foursome; she just didn't feel the intimacy that she enjoyed when it just her and Paul. She liked being the sole recipient of Paul's attention and enjoyed giving herself fully to him, and that two was better than three or four. Paul stroked her hair and truthfully told her that he felt the same way too.

Two weeks later, Petra was soon discarded by Strev due to a lack of interest. Then just as suddenly as Alana entered their lives, she left it in the same way. She called Paul at work one afternoon and told him that she was leaving town for family reasons. She promised that she would be in touch, but it never happened. They both missed her company, but Paul more. They missed the sound of her voice and the way she made them laugh, her dirty comments and flirtatious behaviour, and how her tight jeans and short skirts aroused their desires.

Strev just continued with his normal behaviour and bedded as many damsels as he could manage. Paul remained a bachelor for a few weeks before meeting Linda at a party, and soon fell into a lustful relationship with the curvy and pretty long haired brunette. Linda was also surprised at Strev's sexual escapades but countered it by making sure Paul was as happy and content in all ways as he could be. As time drifted on, Paul sometimes wondered what happened to Alana. She was one in a million and he would always remember her as the girl with the best pair of legs in the world.